Spring Break 2007 Sweetie and I went on a road trip through the Midwest. He had been to every major league ballpark in use at the time except New Busch Stadium, so he needed to get that checked off his list. It was way cheaper for us to fly into Chicago, so we turned it into a sterotypical SwaknPoet roadtrip.
After a couple of days with my mom's family in St. Louis we spent the night with Sweetie's uncle in Illinois, and paid a visit to his father's childhood home. While there we paid a visit to Sweetie's grandfather's grave.
As we were making our way to the small town where his father was raised, and his grandfather is buried, I asked Sweetie if we should stop to get flowers to put at the grave. Because isn't that what you do, place flowers on people's graves?
Sweetie let me know that his grandfather would likely turn in his grave if we did something like put flowers there. Instead, we stopped at a grocery store and picked up some all-purpose cleaner and paper towels.
When we arrived at the grave marker in the cemetery Sweetie spent several minutes cleaning it up and making it look as good as new.
That action really struck me as saying so much about Sweetie, his grandfather, and what people value in this world and how it comes across. A very touching moment, indeed.